After wearing a book, the sick villain hugged me and begged for a kiss

Chapter 367 Embroidered Rabbit
Linghui looked at Xi with concern, the big white rabbit in front of her was gradually showing the appearance she wanted.

Look, when the needle is pricked and the needle is lifted, a big white rabbit jumps on the cloth.

Linghui picked up the remote control and turned up the temperature of the air conditioner.

Xi continued to embroider the big white rabbit as if he hadn't noticed the spiritual movement.

"Linghui, you come to embroider too!" Xi looked at the big white rabbit, which was still half finished.

At her speed, wouldn't this be tomorrow morning?Isn't the rabbit drawn by Linghui a bit big?Or was she lazy when she was studying, and her skills were not good enough?
"I won't~~" Linghui was a little frustrated.

She can play flying needle, but flying needle seems to have nothing to do with embroidery.

She also wants to be her own big white rabbit, but she can't.

"There is me. Wherever my strokes are, your needle will stick there. If there is a wrong needle, there will be me."

When she just started doing cross-stitch, she could make a mess of mistakes when looking at the pictures, and it was her mother who removed the stitches little by little, and taught her to do it again step by step.

Later, I embroidered more and more, and I was able to embroider a small spring flower picture by myself.

She also had the nerve to embroider sentences written by herself.

The beauty of Jianhua wants to be a fairy, but the pheasant branches are not like a phoenix.

Then her picture of spring flowers couldn't be sold...

It's still in the bottom of the box...

"it is good."

Linghui will pick up the needle and thread in Xi's hand, where Xibi is pointing, where she tied it.

Every time she embroidered, Xi would use another long needle to pick it up and pull the thread again.

"Xi, why do you need to pick up the thread?" She looked at Xi's embroidery pattern and didn't pick up the thread!
"You use too much force, the thread is too tight, the rabbit will look rigid when embroidered, pick the fluffy one."

The thread was pulled so tight that it was awkward for her to embroider, which looked weird.

Pull it tightly and pull the fabric underneath together, and the rabbits that come out are crowded together, with a shriveled rabbit head, can it look good!
"Oh."

Ling will work hard to lighten the stitches, but Xi still picks and pulls the thread again.

Ling Hui will continue to embroider, Xi will continue to pick, Ling will embroider, Xi pick, Ling will embroider, Xi pick.

"I want to embroider, why is it always bad." I always get picked up again.

"I think Linghui embroiders very well. I'm not afraid of your jokes. When I embroidered for the first time, I finished embroidering the front feet, and my mother removed the back feet. It's so bad. I embroidered flowers for a day, just like that." It was dismantled. The key point is that my mother even embroidered one that looks better than mine and gave it to me. I don’t have the slightest sense of admiration, I just feel that my heart is hurting.”

"I think I should feel it."

Even if she is denied now, and is restarted, she is so sad and always wrong!

Xi picked up the thread of Linghui again, pulled it up again, then tapped it with a pen, and Linghui made a needle.

Xi I grasped Linghui's wrist, slowly pulled out the thread, and pressed the thumb of the other finger against the clothes, feeling the tightness of the thread, stopped the needle, and continued with the next needle.

Xi put the thumb of Linghui's hand on the thread, let Linghui feel the tightness of the thread, and then use the index finger to feel it.

Linghui has sensitive senses, and he can grasp his senses within a few times.

Xi let go and let Linghui pull the string by himself.

"That's it." Xi generously affirmed.

The hour hand in the living room on the first floor points to twelve, five hours have passed since dinner at seven
The pen in Xi's hand, the needle in Linghui's hand, you come and go faster and faster.

Xi made a simple backstitch and cut the thread.

"Okay, now come and embroider."

Linghui looked at the big white rabbit that was already healed, not knowing why, "Why?"

Xi looked at the big white rabbits who obviously still had so many blanks to fill in, "Fill in the blanks, and you'll know when you're done."

According to the normal way of thinking, the big white rabbit already has a shape, is already a rabbit, and is already ready.

(End of this chapter)